", hurry up, hurry up, it's already a fight, hurry up and go over and cheer for the master!!"

At this moment, a group of people rushed in the distance.

The person who came was none other than the powerhouse of the thirty-six major witch sects in Nanyang headed by the Witch God King.

Luo Wuya's gaze shot over, and suddenly, the Huaxia Dragon Guard, who was on duty on the periphery, flashed out and stopped a group of noisy Wumen elites.

"Don't get me wrong, we are Mo Shenxian's people, and we are here to cheer for Mo Shenxian. ”

The Witch God King hurriedly explained.

Luo Wuya's expression was a little puzzled, Shang Qingyun hurriedly explained, and Luo Wuya then signaled to let this group of people in.

The Witch God King is also a giant-level figure, however, he was still shocked by the unfathomable Luo Wuya and the many super powerhouses on the scene.

......

"If you want to fight hard in close combat, then you will die convincingly. ”

Mo Xiaofan sent the guqin into the ancient ring, he originally wanted to use the guqin to attack and kill one first, in this way, his pressure would be greatly reduced, but he didn't expect to be resisted by the other party's magic weapon.

"Boom!"

Mo Xiaofan didn't dodge or dodge, and directly threw a punch, and the two terrifying fist shadows collided together like two speeding high-speed trains, breaking out with an earth-shattering loud noise.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Mo Xiaofan retreated dozens of meters

Night brake flew upside down for hundreds of meters, and he looked at his fist in disbelief, his flesh and blood blurred.

He never dreamed that the young man in front of him would dare to go toe-to-toe with him, and he would have a slight upper hand.

"Come on, come again!"

Night Brake looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his momentum became more violent and terrifying, and his body also skyrocketed, and the whole person was like a transformer.

"Let's see how many punches you can hold!"

Mo Xiaofan finally met an opponent who looked like a dot, and his fighting spirit was ignited.

"Bang bang bang-"

The strength of the two is too violent, and they both exude the power of destroying the world between their gestures, and the top of Fuhu Mountain is like being bombarded by heavy bombs in turn, and huge debris is flying everywhere, but fortunately, the spectators are far enough away, otherwise, they will be affected.

Nightbrake's tall body flew around like a broken sack, and soon, his flesh and blood were blurred and broken, but his recovery ability was extremely amazing, and the wounds and even broken bones on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh my God, is this the true strength of Mo Xiaofan in Chinese myths and legends? It's terrifying! It is worthy of being the first god realm of killing gods like killing chickens, and even the chief referee has been abused into a dog by him!"

The onlookers were all shocked to their scalps and gasped.

"Hahaha...... Huaxia Xiao'er is nothing more than that, if you only have this means, accept the trial as soon as possible!"

Yesha laughed wildly, because of the anti-heaven treasure to protect his body, coupled with his special physique, it seemed that he was beaten miserably, but in fact, he was not injured at all.

"Hehe, your skin is not ordinarily thick. ”

Mo Xiaofan rolled his eyes, this thing was beaten out, and he was embarrassed to say wild words.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had a heaven-defying treasure to protect his body, he would have killed him a long time ago.

Moreover, he finally met a decent opponent, and he wanted to take the opportunity to hone the second form of the Dragon Elephant Divine Fist.

To put it mildly, he's using the night brake as a sparring partner.

"Go on, boy, and use all your strength to feed. ”

Nightbrake laughed and struck again.

"Idiot, do you want to fight a war of attrition! Ben Shao tells you that the game of cat and mouse is over"

Mo Xiaofan saw that the night brake was relying on the peak cultivation of the divine realm to fight with him, thinking that there were three more terrifying referees, Mo Xiaofan didn't have the heart to continue playing, and suddenly a long sword appeared in his hand, and suddenly slashed down, dozens of golden sword rays were layered on top of each other, running through the long sky, as if substantialized, dazzling sword rays filled the entire heaven and earth.

The vast sword qi, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, swept away towards the night brake.

"It's not good, where did this kid get the spirit sword!?"

Night Brake's expression changed drastically, feeling the unprecedented danger coming, he retracted his body and retreated rapidly, and at the same time, he drew out the knight's sword to block it with a brush, this sword is also a spiritual weapon.

"Kill!"

The sword rays followed like a shadow, much faster than the speed of the night brake retreating, and soon, the first sword ray was close to the front, and the night brake swung the sword to block.

Bang –

The two swords slammed into each other, bursting out with brilliant sword flowers.

The swordsmanship used by Mo Xiaofan is the Nine Heavens Star Sword, which is exquisite, and it is not at all the swordsmanship of the night brake that can be compared.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of swords burst out, and they went forward and one after another, one sword after another, and one sword was more powerful than the other.

On the other hand, in the night brake, every sword he used was a real swing, and he used a real sword against a virtual sword.

Bang bang bang –

After resisting the ten swords, the night brake was churning with blood and wrist pain.

Twenty swords, the tiger's mouth hurts at night, and his footsteps are empty.

Thirty swords, the body of the night brake retreated, and the hand holding the sword trembled violently.

Forty swords, the sword in the hand of the night brake flew out of his hand.

"Don't!"

In the end, the ten swords were even more violent, and the night brake was already barehanded, and he cried out in despair.

"The night brake still lacks some heat. ”

Seeing that the night brake was about to be swallowed by the sword light, at the last moment, Caesar, who had been paying close attention to the battle situation, gently waved his blood-colored sleeves, and suddenly rushed out of a blood-colored mist, like a flying dragon, rushing towards Mo Xiaofan, and everywhere he went, the golden sword light collapsed and disappeared.

The blood-colored mist is extremely evil, and there seem to be countless grievances roaring in it, which is the resentment of these strong men collected by Caesar after killing countless strong people with special secret methods, these necromantic breaths, not only have terrible devouring power, but also can destroy people's souls, so that people can never be reborn.

"Ah, this is the legendary blood demon mist, if it is stained, it will die forever and will not be reborn!"

The Western powerhouses who were onlookers, while some of them exclaimed, retreated in horror.

The other onlookers also felt an incomparably evil and terrifying aura, and retreated in horror.

All of a sudden, there was a commotion among the surrounding spectators.

"Wicked enough. ”

Mo Xiaofan was furious, such an evil exercise made him see the true face of the Bright Inquisition more clearly.

"Huaxia Xiao'er, these resentful souls are all from the powerhouses above the peak of the grandmaster, if not one thousand, but also eight hundred, their divine consciousness memories have been refined by the old man, and only endless resentments remain. Next, it's your turn, I will personally refine you for seven hundred and forty-nine days, so that your soul is extremely resentful, hahaha......"

Caesar's voice was calm and bloodthirsty, everything was under control, because there had never been a god realm powerhouse who could survive his blood spirit resentment.

"Evil scum, you still have the face to call yourself a judge, and it is rare to kill you a thousand times!"

Mo Xiaofan's figure flashed, passing directly through the blood-colored mist, and the sword in his hand fell again, and the brilliant sword instantly shrouded the night brake.

(End of chapter)